He nodded, knowing he could try not to look suspicious. "They might wonder why I'm there after they had been questioning me a week ago about a murder." He snorted at the irony of having to attend, not planning on giving the blasted aurors a single knut.
Rodolphus seemed highly amused. "It's Daphne Greengrass," he admitted without any enthusiasm for it, knowing the name would be known to the Lestranges, as her brothers had served Voldemort. Now he was going to have to buy her a gown, and let her wear his mother's jewels. But he figured this might mean that he wouldn't have to put on some grand party at the manor. That was a bonus, he figured.
Miles was hoping that was all, and that he could go. He was still remembering the spell, making sure he could do the wand movement without any suspicion, when Rodolphus asked him to stay. Perhaps now he was going to be chewed out for not finishing his other missions.